Chen Xun gave a light cough.
He pretended to be serious. "Old Bull, it's fine. I merely absorbed some immortal plant essence to condense pill qi. I'll definitely be more careful next time."
After saying that.
A trace of heartache flashed through Chen Xun's eyes. It felt as though he had ruined his own land.
Then.
He clenched his palm, and five-colored immortal radiance descended from thin air upon the earth and mountains. In an instant, the entire wasteland burst with vitality, as though it had suddenly come alive.
Chen Xun's current cultivation had already reached the point where he could wield the creation of heaven and earth at will.
Afterward.
Chen Xun settled down considerably.
He began earnestly inscribing Immortal Runes into the pill furnace. He no longer ravaged the heavenly materials and earthly treasures of the Eight Desolations, merely drawing in the qi of heaven and earth, though the speed was somewhat slow.
Time thus slipped away without a sound.
Within a Barren Mountain.
Four figures remained silently immersed in the years beneath the Immortal Realm.
Immortal Realm Calendar, twelve million years.
Within the Boundless Immortal Domain, a Longevity Spirit was discovered among the Immortal Realm's Ruleborn Lifeforms. This spirit had ascended from the Foul Beasts they had captured back then. Countless supreme orthodoxies flocked toward it, and a Qi Refining Realm Longevity Spirit had once sold at auction for the sky-high price of one million Immortal Stones.
Yet the Immortal Realm's powers possessed deep foundations. They could afford them, and they could raise them as well.
Human Race.
Filthlife.
Ancestor Longevity.
Great Thousand Creation Art.
These became the focus of the entire Immortal Realm.
Those beasts of the Netherworld Spirit Clan directly sold out the Human Race, fellow sufferers cast adrift at the ends of the